"Brother Qi, you are here." Seeing the long-haired boy, Xie Feng showed joy on his ugly face, and quickly met him, took out a box of five-dollar white sand from his pocket, took out one and handed it to the boy.

The boy who was called Qi Ge by Xie Feng took the cigarette and put it in the gap between his ears and scalp. Then, he took a sip of the cigarette from his mouth and spit it out slowly. It seemed to be very stylish. He was Wang Hui's sworn brother, the ranking of the seventh brother, called Long Qi, and the younger brothers who followed him all called him Qi Ge.

"Xie Feng, look at your bad face just now, is that something happened?" Long Qi glanced at Zhang Song's hotel without leaving any trace, and then looked at Xie Feng and asked.

"Brother Qi, you have to breathe a sigh of relief for me. Xiaolai and I went to this restaurant for dinner just now. Damn, the boss asked us to give us money first before cooking for us. There is no such thing in this world. When buying things, I always look at the goods first and then give money. I really look down on people. I just owe them a few meals. As for this, I didn't want to give him, and I really don't give him face." Xie Feng expressed his grievances, hoping that Long Qi could make the decision.

The two of them have a good relationship, and they are in the same village, so Long Qi will definitely stand up for him.

"You mean you haven't eaten yet?" He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the cigarette in his mouth between his two fingers, looking at Xie Feng and said.

"I haven't eaten yet, damn it, now I'm so angry that I have no appetite at all." Xie Feng said with a spit.

"You haven't eaten a few people, so let's go in and have a meal together." Long Qi sneered, took a sniff of cigarettes, then spit out, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it hard, and then walked towards Zhang Song's hotel.

"Thank you, Brother Qi." Xie Feng said happily, and he knew that the other party wanted to stand up for him and get his face back.

"Boss, have a meal." A group of twelve people walked in. Long Qi said without even looking at Zhang Song. After that, he was about to walk to the second floor.

At this time, Ye Xiaofeng and the other two had not left yet. They had heard Xie Feng calling someone, Brother Qi, and realized that there was something wrong with him, but they were not afraid.

After hearing this, Zhang Song's face became very ugly. Xie Feng and the four of them were among the group. It was obvious that they were preparing for a free meal. Of course, he didn't want to. He knew that the other party would slapped his butt and didn't pay for them after eating. That was a fool's behavior. Although they were a large number of people, if it was a normal meal, Zhang Song might be ready to give in and eat for nothing. Anyway, they couldn't spend much money. However, they were too big and they were not afraid of slapping their meal to death.

You should know that the so-called rice is not as simple as setting up a table of food. First, you have to cut nine cold dishes, and you have to put a pastry, fruit and other foods in the middle. This table is also called wine and vegetables. Next is stir-fry, first pick up two dishes, then a steamed chicken, followed by a bowl of squid meatball soup, and then two or three fried rice. After that, after a fish and fish are finished, another bowl of soup, but it is indeed a dessert, and finally the rice is at its best, a plate of fragrant oil-splashed chili, four meat dishes, one elbow, and four vegetarian dishes. If you count for this rice, the cost alone will be 200 yuan. If you sell it, it will be at least 5 or 600 yuan. Unless Zhang Song's head is pinched by the door, he will never agree.

"The discounted price of a meal is 588. Take out the money first and we will make it for you. If you don't have money, go out! My hotel doesn't welcome you." Just as the pedestrians just walked to the middle of the hotel, Zhang Song took a side step, crossed the throne in front of them, and looked at them and said lightly.

"Which restaurant has the rules like you? Give money first and then have a meal. Look, if this restaurant can be opened, keep it open. If it doesn't work, get out of here. People like you are not welcome to open a hotel in the town." Long Qi looked at Zhang Song coldly and said.

"I will use any kind of people to the same rules. If you don't have money, sorry, please go out." Zhang Song's tone was still so plain, but he was a little helpless in his eyes. He, a businessman, was really helpless to this little devil. Of course, he was not afraid of fighting, but he was afraid that this group of people would fight to the death. No matter how powerful he was, he would be a little powerless when facing these twelve people. He could not beat four-handed heroes, let alone he was not a hero.

This is not the most critical thing. The key is that this group of people has no scruples in doing things. With just a passion, Zhang Song has a headache.

"Since the negotiation cannot be reached, then there is only one to take action." Long Qi said lightly. There are twelve of them, so there is no need to be afraid of each other. Moreover, even if they are defeated, they can still bring reinforcements when they go back. The influence of the seven brothers in the town is enough to call hundreds of people, and it is still easy.

After he finished speaking, Pan Zhenxuan took an empty bottle from the beer box beside him. Li Yunfei had a steel bar fire stick in his hand at some point.

"Slowly, if you want to fight, let's go out to fight!" Zhang Song's eyes showed a hint of ruthlessness. The clay man was still very rustic. Although he was thinking about many questions now and could not move with others, it did not mean that he would always tolerate it. If he persisted like this, he would probably not have to open this store anymore. It was just a group of little kids. With his appeal back then, he could also call dozens of people from the town. If he really fought, he was not afraid of the other party. Usually, he would endure these little kids as long as they were not too much. One reason was that they could not make a fortune, but that they were afraid that things would get bigger. This time he was willing to do so.

As he said that, Zhang Song took off his short sleeves, exposed his strong body, turned around and took out a long stick from the room where he was cooking.

Seeing that there were guys in their hands, Long Qi and his group felt a little timid. As the dignified old seventh brother, Long Qi, the seventh brother of their group, walked out in shame because he was afraid of the other party, where would he give his face?

Qiangzi calmed down for a while, grabbed the stool in the hotel and swung it over. It was extremely fast. After fighting many times, he deeply understood the principle of starting to take the initiative.

The group of people who reached out to see Long Qi also picked up the stools in the hotel as weapons. There was no trace of fear in their eyes, but instead they felt a little excited.

Just as Long Qi picked up the stool, Ye Xiaofeng frowned, knowing that he was going to take action, otherwise, they would definitely smash Zhang Song’s hotel into pieces when they fought in the hotel.

"Huhuhu" The iron stool hit Zhang Song's head with a whirring sound of wind. Because the other party took action too suddenly, Zhang Song was not ready yet, and it was difficult for him to avoid it for a while.

Seeing that the iron stool was about to smash Zhang Song's head and bloody, a slender hand firmly grabbed one of the legs of the iron stool. The iron stool was less than ten centimeters away from Zhang Song's face, and some sweat came out of Zhang Song's forehead.

Seeing Ye Xiaofeng catch the stool swinging quickly with such a fast reaction, Li Yunfei and Pan Zhenxuan both breathed a sigh of relief. Zhang Song's danger was relieved, and their eyes were filled with shock when they looked at Ye Xiaofeng.
Chapter completed!